
With Leslie's sister Karen in town with her four girls, we decided that today was a good time to go see the Parthenon. For those that don't know, Nashville, the "Athens of the South", has the only full scale replica of the Parthenon in Athens in the world. It's not a replica of the current ruins, but of the original building in its heyday. It's quite impressive sitting in the middle of Centennial Park just off the Vanderbilt campus. Well, our youngest, the fearless Xavier, decided to walk along the edge of a large step and see if he could balance himself. He couldn't. His head bounced off the first step, and then the next. He came away with a bloody nose, scrapped knee, and two large spots on his forehead. These spots may look like scrapes in the photo, but they are in fact nothing of the sort. They are two large areas where blunt force broke all the vessels in his little forehead. We'll have a lot of explaining to do at church tomorrow. But no more than last week when our same child pulled the fire alarm at the end of the Sunday school hour. We're making quite an impression here, I'm sure.


